A very simple story in fact. I was born christian by the will of my parents. I was compelled to go the church every sunday to ear the priest tell us about life, how it worked and how we might be rightfully living it. I remember the sunday mornings, before living my home for the church, when I told to god in myself how boring I thought the mass was ! How I would prefer pray him every day by myself than spending this weekly hour of "get up, sit down, put your fist on your heart and tell meaningless word you learned...".

Finaly that's exactly what I choosed to do. I just couldn't believe that knowledge of the non-understandable could have been learned "at school" by those priests, so how could they learn it to me ?

I now make my own way, by myself, with my spirituality. I respect others' beliefs as long as they respect mine.

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